It’s been a long week. Lydia started a new school too – sixth grade. It hasn’t been easy being the new kid and being her mom hasn’t been a cake walk either. I haven’t blogged, because it takes time getting up early, packing lunches, waiting for buses, driving Kindergartners to school, neducating homeschoolers, praying on the hour for lonely girls, rejecting plans to beat up would be mean girls and such.
Today, at Eden’s check up, the doctor asked her what she’s going to learn in Kindergarten. She thought for a moment and then said, “I don’t know, I’ve never been there before.”
School is about to be back in session.
No P2-ty yet.
It’s foggy and wet here, but mid 50’s. Paul and I were out early this morning walking Jack and I had on a light jacket and a hat, gloves and boots weren’t necessary. I still slipped on a thick patch of ice and torked my shoulder. I felt like a chicken who had a wing pulled off. I am so thankful for Jack. If not for him, I might have missed the warmth of this day.
And now I get to go do school.
Although it’s been quiet here at Older Than Jesus you know it’s never quiet in our real world.
I had quite a big week last week, was gone a couple days and then Paul, just to remind me who the real traveler is in this family, left for four the minute I returned. He’s back now, safe and sound.
The homeschoolers are taking the week off. I built this into the schedule this summer, knowing I would crash after my conference. At odd moments I will think, “We’ve got to get back to it!” before remembering that this break is sanctioned. We are all unwinding.
Remind me to tell you about:
Eden, thumb sucker no more
the creative process
a horrific story about Jack
some thoughts on home education
A Ukrainian Tragedy
I will consider expressions of interest in my prioritization.
Hope everyone is well.
If I had to leave you for so long, didn’t I leave you with a nice picture? Eden thinks so. “I love that picture of me.” She said when she saw it the other day.